Just a heads-up to anyone planning on picking up this book:
The answer to the question, 'What's not the best place to read this book?' would be in a thJust a heads-up to anyone planning on picking up this book:
The answer to the question, 'What's not the best place to read this book?' would be in a three-hour flight, locked with two strangers, with this book in your hand, your eyes itching to let your tears out while you are struggling to keep them in and prevent a situation where you bawl your eyes out because you are miles away from your mother and while all of this is happening, you also couldn't just stop reading because you simply cannot put down this book.
As an immigrant in the US (a temporary one, at least) who read this book while away from being home and drawing one too many parallels to the cultural descriptions of a mother's love, the confusion and later the craving for an identity, the belongingness that blossoms in the aisles of an Indian (in the book, Korean) grocery store... hit me hard as I began to read the book. Though it did not last till the end as the cultural descriptions became too specific and while I can imagine it hitting a bit closer for those who relate it on a more intricate level, it was a much less painful hit for me.
The book is a sobfest. But is also an accurate portrayal of relationships a single daughter has with her mother and her culture....more
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